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"At once," replied Jen, and pointed to the door. Battersea bowed awkwardly to Lady Meg and his benefactor; then he went out of the room and left the major alone with his visitor.,"No, missy, no. You marry, an' ole Dido am berry pleased. But dat yaller-ha'r'd man, I no like him; if he marry you, he take you away. He a fool--a big fool!","I don't know, major. He made no remark.",The young man shrugged his shoulders.,Jen was about to explain when he remembered the necessity of keeping silent concerning the visit of Isabella to the house.,"No, no, Billy; the judge is just looking over the hedge at our flowers! Don't you want to give him a rose?" I hurried to say, as the smile died out of Judge Wade's face and he looked at Billy intently.,"My dear young lady," he remonstrated, "why distress yourself with recollections of these things?","You approved of my reasons before, major. You shall approve of them again. In the meantime, until the trial, let us remain strangers.",Judith tossed her head.,"How could she?" wondered Patricia, feeling awed by this devotion to art.,So she sang another, a lullaby, that sank to its finish in flattering silence. Not a word was spoken as she stepped to the floor, but Elinor put out her hand and gave Patricia's a hard squeeze.,The dressing room was crowded to its limit, paint brushes were being washed and stained hands scrubbed at the line of faucets that occupied two sides of the room; girls were hurrying into their street clothes, while others, coming in for the night life, were getting into aprons and paint dresses; some few who were staying for the night life were curled up on the wide couches, exchanging comments with their friends among the hurrying crowd while they refreshed themselves with crackers or cakes..